A/N: Sorry this took a month! Thanks for being patient my friends :)

Yuuri could practically hear all of the heads swivel at the sight of him on Victor's arm as they came out from behind the stage. The people whispered heatedly with one another upon seeing their beloved Omega on the silver-haired Alpha's arm. Victor laughed softly as they walked toward his parents, the warm glow of sunset illuminating his face as he smiled at Yuuri.

"Everyone's looking at us." Victor mused as he took it all in stride. "I take it this isn't a common occurrence?" Yuuri smiled softly in response and gently shook his head. Eros had never shown favor to an Alpha so publicly and the Geisha had not considered the reactions this would elicit from the citizens of Hasetsu.

"I can't blame them." Victor murmured, eyes like the ocean regarding him fondly. "I'm the luckiest man here to have you so close to me, be able to spend time with you, get to know you…touch you."

Yes, touch me. Yuuri thought with a happy sigh. The Omega opened his fan to seek some small measure of relief as his face grew heated beneath his makeup.

"You were wonderful sweetheart!" Hiroko exclaimed, gesturing for them to sit down on a blanket they'd laid out next to their own. Yuuri was excited to see his mother had made her special bento, but why was there only one box?

"I made a larger bento, so you and Victor can share. Like me and your father do," his mother had a sly smile on her face as they sat down next to one another. Yuuri's eyes narrowed at her briefly.

Stop pushing mom…jeez. Next thing I know she'll have us sharing a cup of sake. The Omega resisted rolling his eyes and smiled sweetly at his mother instead.

"How considerate of you, mom."

"This is so beautiful." Victor's eyes were wide and full of awe as he looked inside the container, taking in the sight of the Temari sushi, edamame, tamagoyaki, salmon and tuna sushi rolls arranged in the shape of a flower, hanami Dango dumplings in pink, green and white. It was quite the assortment. Hiroko Katsuki never failed to bring her A-game when it came to bento for the festival.

"I almost don't want to eat it! So pretty…" Victor pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of it as Yuuri poured each of them a cup of sake. The Alpha glanced up at him in embarrassment and put his phone away.

"I'm sorry. I'm acting like such a tourist," he apologized. Yuri laughed and waved away his concerns as he handed him the sake.

"No, I'm sure my mom is flattered. Right?"

"Of course! I just love making these for the festival every year and it's nice to know the effort is appreciated." Hiroko replied. Yuuri took a sip from his cup as Victor did, looking out upon the crowd of people doing the same thing, just milling about and enjoying the cherry blossoms.

"I'm really glad I could join you and your family today, Yuuri."

"Me too." Yuuri murmured, gathering the courage to reach out and take his hand. The Alpha beamed and gave it a small squeeze. "I'm happy you're here."

xxx

As the sun had faded over the horizon and lanterns hanging from the trees lit up the picnic area, Victor and Yuuri rose from the blanket and headed to a small clearing nearby with vendors, artists, and treats for purchase. The sake they'd been drinking kept both of them warm from the Spring evening's chill as they strode side by side along the stalls.

The many townspeople who ran them knew Yuuri well. They received pleased smiles from several who called them over and offered to give their 'Flower of Hasetsu' whatever he wanted. Yuuri blushed, coy and sweet as he played the part of the demure Geisha. Victor understood very little, as most of them spoke only Japanese, but a few were bi-lingual and could converse in English as well.

"You have to try these." Yuuri smiled and held up what looked like a pink rice ball partially wrapped in a leaf to Victor's lips. "It's called Sakuramochi and it's one of my favorites."

Victor opened his mouth obediently. His expression conveyed without words that he'd be happy to eat dirt if it was the man before him feeding it to him. Yuuri's fingertips inadvertently brushed against Victor's lips and his breath caught at the sensation. It was such a small thing, but after such a busy day the touch helped calm and anchor him.

I want more…

"It's wonderful. Thank you for sharing this with me." Victor murmured as he took Yuuri's hand and they made their way further along, occasionally stopping for little samples of things that the Omega was excited to have him try. Yuuri was thrilled to share something so personal and special with Victor, but more than once his gaze caught sight of those who looked at the Alpha with daggers in their eyes.

As they eventually made their way back to rejoin Yuuri's family, it became clear that the sake had been flowing freely as the town celebrated the pastel blooms. The scent of alcohol was the only warning they received before Victor's arm was roughly grabbed, bringing them to an abrupt stop. Victor turned to look at the other Alpha in confusion.

"Why are you harassing him, Sasumi-san?" Yuuri asked in Japanese, keeping his voice sweet, eyes wide and innocent even as he squeezed Victor's hand in a reassuring gesture, hoping he'd let Yuuri handle things.

"This foreigner is not worthy of such a beautiful flower and his presence offends me," the Alpha stated with a low growl of challenge toward Victor. Yuuri's eyes narrowed and the man grew silent at the change in demeanor.

How dare he! The scent of a very displeased Omega filled the air and he felt Victor's thumb brush in circles at his wrist in an effort to soothe him. But Yuuri didn't want to be soothed.

He'd dealt with many jealous men and women over the years, something like this was not new to him. But to so publicly insult his ma- his Danna was unacceptable. If any of them thought for a second they could drive him away from Victor they were in for a big surprise.

"You insult me and my family by questioning the selection of my Danna. He is more worthy of my attention than you could ever hope to be, Sasumi-san." The sharp, clipped tone of Yuuri's voice caused the offending Alpha's jaw to drop open in shock as the Omega looked upon him with disdain.

"Let's go, Victor."

"Of course." Victor murmured, leading Yuuri away from the small gathering of concerned citizens that had formed and were now admonishing Sasumi for his behavior.

Yuuri took a quiet gasping breath as they gained distance from them. Everything was suddenly overwhelming; the noise, the crowds of people…it felt like they were closing in on him. He had to get away from there. The Omega was unable to prevent the faint scent of distress from seeping out from the edges of his swiftly crumbling façade.

"Yuuri? Are you alright? How can I help?" Victor whispered softly in his ear.

"Can we go home? I need…" Yuuri's eyes darted about anxiously for a brief second at the crowd before he closed them and took a calming breath. "Please take care of me, Victor." The silver-haired male nodded and squeezed his hand reassuringly.

"Whatever you need, I'm here for you."

xxx

Yuuri was quiet on the short walk home. Minako had assured him she would take care of bringing his things from their dressing area back the next day. Her worried gaze met Victor's with an unspoken message to watch over the young man. The Alpha nodded in acknowledgment, which seemed to relieve the other Geisha considerably.

The Omega's hand rested snugly in his own the entire way, not releasing Victor even as they entered the inn and headed upstairs to where the rooms were. Yuuri halted half-way down the hall, cursing lowly and glancing briefly at Victor.

"Is everything okay?"

"Uh, yeah…I just." Yuuri shifted nervously, anxiety radiating from him.

"Whatever it is, I'm here to help, remember?" Victor murmured as his other hand came up to gently cup his cheek.

"I usually have Mari or Minako help me out of my outfit at the end of the night," Yuuri mumbled as he looked down at the floor. "Would you mind assisting me instead?"

"I would be honored," Victor replied with a smile.

"Thank you. I know this isn't what you signed up for." Yuuri gazed up at him with equal parts gratitude and nervous energy before leading him the rest of the way down the hall to his room. Victor shook his head in amusement.

"I want you to know that I'm here to take care of your every need, no matter how small or large the request may be," Victor assured the younger man as he brought his hand to his lips and kissed the back of it.

"O-okay." Yuuri whispered as he ushered the Alpha into his room. The young Omega led him to a space next to a huge wardrobe and mirror in his bedroom and turned to face him with wide eyes. "We'll hang everything up in here when we're done."

"So, how do I do this?" Victor puzzled as he ran his fingers across the obi and circled round Yuuri. He swallowed hard at the sight of the Omega's long, pale neck. It was such a small thing to expose, to call attention to, but it was also the sexiest thing Victor had ever seen. Before he knew what he was doing, the older male was running a finger down the nape of Yuuri's neck, eliciting a shivering gasp from the raven.

"Sorry, you're just so…" Victor was at a loss for words as the scent of plum and agarwood tinged with arousal washed over him. He cleared his throat and looked away as he tried to reign in his baser instincts.

"It's okay." Yuuri responded breathlessly. "Just start with the obi first."

Victor had never realized how many parts and pieces there were to a formal kimono until he actually had to try and remove one, but eventually, he had divested Yuuri of the meters and meters of gold and blush-hued fabric that made up the obi. The sheer weight of this one element shocked him. He couldn't imagine how Yuuri carried around all of the clothing and decoration on his body for hours and hours at a time.

Amazing. He carefully helped Yuuri slip from the elaborate sky-blue silk kimono and helped him carefully hang it in the massive wardrobe. As they faced each other once again, Victor couldn't help but notice that Yuuri had at least two more layers of fabric encasing his body.

"How do you move in all of this? Let alone dance," he grinned at the Omega. "And so beautifully too."

"Umm, years of practice? Literally…" Victor wished that he could see the blush he knew had risen beneath Yuuri's makeup as he shyly ducked his head at the older male's words.

"What is this called?" The Alpha asked curiously as he gestured to the additional layers. Yuuri took his hand and slowly guided it up to the collar of the topmost layer, running his fingers along the fabric.

"This is a hiyoku," he explained in a quiet voice before reaching for Victor's other hand as well and placed them on his waist as he began to untie the length of fabric holding it closed. The Alpha helped unwind it from around Yuuri's body and set it aside on a small table beside them.

"Will you help me take this off," Yuuri gazed up at him from beneath a fringe of dark lashes and Victor was a goner, falling deep into those cinnamon-hued eyes with no reservations. He simply nodded not trusting his voice as his hands slid away the fabric, warm from Yuuri's body.

"And, uh, this?" Victor croaked out, gesturing to the simple white robe, tied at the waist with another decorative length of material.

"This is a nagajuban." Yuuri replied softly.

"And what else…" Victor felt as if gravity were pulling him in as he leaned closer. "…do you have on under that."

"Nothing," Yuuri let out a shuddering sigh as Victor's hands once again found his waist and he melted into the Alpha's touch. "Absolutely nothing at all."

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